We came across this old cave riding down to Chamonix. Who knows what lurks in the icy depths under the Mer de Glace. I heard there was a Bond villain’s lair masquerading as a hydro electric plant. This is just a rumour discussed in hushed tones in the dark parts of town, like Cham Sud.

This was stopping for a spot of lunch with a cracking view of the Grand Jorasses. I look radiant in my Frenchie style striped thermals!